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SakuraGirl
12-18-2010, 02:01 PM
I want to make some poems for her,want do all of yall think about this?

Koanos
12-19-2010, 02:14 PM
Not bad of an idea.

Kiba_Inuzuka
12-19-2010, 02:18 PM
Sounds cool.

SakuraGirl
12-19-2010, 02:34 PM
yea i will start it soon

SakuraGirl
12-19-2010, 02:54 PM
(Here is the first one)

I love your gentle touch,
When you’re gone I miss it so much…
Your sweet gentle kiss upon my lips
The way you bring your arms around my hips,

The way I feel when you say, “I love you”
When I’m not with you I feel blue,
Love how you’re always able to put a smile on my face,
Knowing our love will never go to waste

These feelings we have will last forever
I know this will be our happy ever after,
Always forever just you and me
That’s the way it’s meant to be,

When we’re apart I am so blue
Knowing I can’t be beside you…
When I’m with you and close,
There’s no place I rather be most
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Koanos
12-22-2010, 10:55 AM
Nice poem, within the 20-min time frame of course.

SakuraGirl
12-22-2010, 11:18 AM
Nice poem, within the 20-min time frame of course.
lol thanks

SakuraGirl
01-01-2011, 03:44 PM
Spring blossoms — the cherry blossom, plum blossom, peach blossom — suddenly appear on seemingly dead branches, heralds of the coming spring. They represent the gentle, almost unnoticed flowering of enlightenment, the surprisingly quiet recognition of the Buddha-mind. These spring blossoms appear only after the hard, lonely winter of meditation and spiritual practice, yet when they peek forth, their appearance is natural, effortless. Spring blossoms are the new life that emerges from the dead branches of the little self, they simply emerge when the limited ego has passed through its seasons and withered away.

Alternately, spring blossoms can represent the fleeting nature of life. They appear brightly, seemingly out of nothing from bare branches, but all too briefly... then they are gone. They can represent the Buddhist insight that all things are fleeting and change, that everything like the seasons themselves keep changing, where the only thing of value is the cultivation of awareness in order to appreciate this very moment.

Sometimes the sheer beauty of color and perfume Spring flowers express transports us to an awareness of the sacred.

SakuraGirl
01-17-2011, 02:48 PM
It was you
That showed me who I am
And taught me how to stand
For what I know is real

I was sick of all the pain
Tired of all the shame that I felt
But you showed me a way
To never have a doubt
And always to believe in myself
Now I see

It was you
That showed me who I am
And taught me how to stand
For what I know is real

Now I'm breathing for the first time
And I'm leaving all this behind
I've become what I am because of you
It was you

I'm so sorry about the ways
but I can't take away my past
But you loved me anyway
And now I wanna do
Everything for you that I can
Even though it won't erase
The foolish things that I've done
Things that blinded me
But now I see

It was you
That showed me who I am
And taught me how to stand
For what I know is real
Now I'm breathing for the first time
And I'm leaving all this behind
And I'll stand
For what I know is real

So how can I make this up to you?
I'll fight and I'll push and I'll strive
Now that I'm living my life for you
I'll fight and I'll push and I'll strive
Can't you see

It was you
That showed me who I am
And taught me how to stand
For what I know is real

Now I'm breathing for the first time
And I'm leaving all this behind
I've become what I am because of you

I can see the writing on the wall
As time begins to crawl away from me
And I've become what I am
Because of you
It was you